I keep waiting...
waiting for my heart to stop hurting
waiting for my tears to not fall so readily
I keep hoping that one day I will wake up and I will believe him when he says his been faithful...
I keep praying to God, to show me what it is that I am meant to do...
I grow tired of all this waiting, hoping and praying.
What will be left of me, after all of its said and done?
I HURT.
Sometimes all it takes is an unanswered phone call. Im starting to think this happened to me last sunday. Now... tears come, but light the kind that cleanse the soul, throbbing pain is gone, and all I can think of is: No baby, no more.
ReplyDeleteHope one day you feel better. I know you will.
Best wishes,
K.
Its crazy isn't it?Small things take on such meaning for us, and whether or not its true - it feels soul destroying.
ReplyDeleteI hope one day I will get to where you are:-)
Thanks K